[Grave Raiders Notes bg] Lost Notes 2: Heavy Fate

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky is already bright, the dark primeval forest is illuminated by the sun, and the water vapor evaporates the air in the forest to make it sticky and damp.Zhang Qishan's army was divided into four groups and entered every corner of the compound to search.

Zhang Qiling and Zhang Qishan had already come up from the water, they didn't care to change out of their soaked and cold clothes, and entered the main building hall in the middle of the compound.

The main building is a wooden structure, with fine hollow carvings on the doors and windows, and huge columns at the four corners. Inside is a wooden and stone corridor, and behind it is the room.

There is a back wall in the middle, which is the winding beam in Fengshui. In order to prevent the air from coming in through the front door and going out directly through the back door, the back wall is used to block it in the middle.

The two walked around the back wall, and what they saw was a huge family tree carved on the marble wall.

Zhang Qiling is no stranger to the name at the top of the family tree. It is Wang Zanghai, a famous geomaster in the Ming Dynasty.

Are these people descendants of Wang Zanghai?

Following Wang Zanghai's name, the entire family tree expands very quickly, but all the personnel information has been hastily removed.

From the perspective of the overall structure of the genealogy, this family surnamed Wang has developed to a scale comparable to that of the Zhang family that has existed for thousands of years in a short period of time.

"Your family should really learn from them at this speed of spreading branches and leaves." Zhang Qishan looked at the genealogy on the wall, and while arranging for someone to rub the genealogy, he said to Zhang Qiling, "However, how did you do it? Even if every couple hugs each other for three years, it can't be so fast."

"And you see," Zhang Qishan pointed to several blank spaces that had been shoveled out, "Although the names are no longer visible, these couples should be biological siblings, but they got married and gave birth to a child."

Zhang Qiling stared intently at the family tree, and said in a deep voice after a while, "These couples should not be biological brothers and sisters. They are different from the Zhang family. In the later period, they included people with different surnames and changed their names uniformly. After training, they became family members. their own people."

They imitate the Zhang family, but are quite different from the Zhang family in some behavior patterns.

"Buddha, the search has been completed, and no other valuable clues have been found." Adjutant Zhang led Tang Seng back to the lobby of the main building.

"That's enough. Let's rectify in place and go back to Changsha City." Zhang Qishan glanced at the genealogy on the wall, then at Zhang Qiling, got up and walked out from the lobby.

When Zhang Qiling returned to the hotel, it was night in Changsha City, and Nan Xing had been awake for three days.

Thinking about her situation in his heart, he went to her door and raised his hand to knock on the door, but stopped in mid-air.

Through the door, she could feel the silence in the room, and she had fallen asleep.

So, he withdrew his hand, turned and walked to his room.

As soon as he entered the door, he took off his drenched and dry clothes after a long day of running around, and went into the bathroom.

In the sound of splashing water, there seemed to be other sounds.

Zhang Qiling narrowed his eyes slightly, and after concentrating on listening for a few seconds, he couldn't help speeding up.

After washing and changing clothes, as soon as he opened the door, a figure in the dim light had already thrown himself into his arms with a faint scent of bergamot.

He paused for a moment, his heart suddenly moved slightly, and some hazy and bewildered emotions entangled with the fragrance of her body.This time, instead of asking himself why, he reached out and gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

The light behind him diffracted a fan-shaped light band on the edge of the delicate lampshade, casting gentle light and shadow on Zhang Qiling's body.

There was a damp temperature on his body, and the breath lingering in his ears easily made Nan Xing's heart beat out of order.

Hugging him is to comfort him after worrying about him for three whole days, but once he breaks into his territory, he wants to lust for more.

"I disappeared without telling me for three days. I was worried for three days and three nights."

"There is something, go out and deal with it."

"Are you going to track down those men in black?" Nan Xing raised his head from Zhang Qiling's arms and asked him softly.

Zhang Qiling nodded, knowing that she was bound to ask about the results of the investigation, he motioned her to sit on the sofa inside, and briefly explained the situation to her.

Nan Xing concentrated for a moment, and said: "In other words, Changsha is just a small branch. The Wang family has a huge root system. Uprooting it is destined to be a protracted battle."

After these three days of recuperation, Nan Xing's body has recovered a lot, and the corners of his brows and eyes are finally turning red.The light cast a shadow on her left cheek, which was softened by the light diffusely reflected from the glass window, and the whole person presented a kind of radiance and tranquility like an oil painting.

Zhang Qiling looked at her, was silent for a moment, and finally nodded slightly.

Nan Xing seemed to have sensed his probing gaze, and shrank her hand uncomfortably into the sofa.

"How did you come in?" Zhang Qiling slightly bent down, staring at Nan Xing condescendingly, they were very close to each other, this posture almost trapped Nan Xing in the small space surrounded by himself and the edge of the sofa.

"...I see that your window is not closed...you just crawled over here..." Nan Xing subconsciously clenched his palms.

"The wound on your hand is open."

Nan Xing shrank back a few centimeters, "It didn't split, I was very careful."

Zhang Qiling didn't bother to dismantle her stage, looked away, and finally just said softly: "You can knock on the door."

"Knocking on the door can't be like it was just now..." Nan Xing blurted out, Zhang Qiling turned back to look at her, and after the two looked at each other for a while, Nan Xing confessed for a second: "I'm sorry, brother, I was wrong, I won't climb your window next time .”

Zhang Qiling's eyes flashed a hint of hesitancy and hesitation, the warm golden light decorated his outline extremely deep and elegant, with a strange charm of a combination of coldness and warmth.

The room was so quiet that only breathing could be heard, and the time was stretched for a very long time, like a meandering stream, passing quietly between the two of them staring.

She felt that his eyes were no longer focused on her eyes, but on a lower position, the tip of her nose, or...

The cool evening breeze in early spring blows the magnolia flowers and leaves outside the window, like a silent movement that caresses the heartstrings.

After a long while, I only heard a low voice in my ear: "It's very late, you go back to rest first."

"Then I'll come to you tomorrow." Nan Xing answered almost reflexively, and after he finished speaking, he realized that he had no reason to come to him tomorrow.

So he got up in a hurry, and before Zhang Qiling opened the door for her, he pulled the handle: "Then I'll go back first."

Back in her room, when she turned on the light, she found that Zhang Yuetong, who was staying on her bed for the night, was still awake.

"Why did you come back so soon? Return to Zhao intact?"

Nan Xing fell into bed, and said in a muffled voice, "...otherwise?"

"So why did you spend a long time climbing through the window? Discussing your ideals in life?"

Nan Xing's voice was barely audible, "Talked about the progress of the investigation, and..."

Nan Xing shook his head with a smile. Maybe he felt that the idea in his heart was a bit absurd, so he changed his voice, "Is there something in my mouth?"

Zhang Yuetong stared at Nan Xing for a while, and suddenly said, "Ah!"

Nan Xing: "?"

Zhang Yuetong: "Yes, of course there is something. Look, this delicate skin! Look, this ruddy lip color! Look..."

"Okay, that means there is nothing, so..." Nan Xing raised his head from the bed, bit his lips, and seemed to come to a conclusion that he couldn't believe: "At that moment, he originally..."

He originally wanted to kiss me.

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